AN: Sorry it took me so long, I'm really busy with school and I couldn't find a beta reader, since I still haven't found one I'm just posting it. Thanks to everyone still reading. Please tell me, if there are any mistakes (which I'm sure there are). Not mine, however all mistakes are. Enjoy!
What (almost) nobody knows about Helen Magnus
Jewellery
Helen Magnus owns her fair share of jewellery, though they are not very important to her. There only a few pieces she really treasures, the ones she has gotten from friends, the ones that not necessary have a high value of their own but have a high value to her. They include a necklace of her mother as well as her ring which her father gave her with a bracelet when she became of age. He told her that every girl needs to have something of her mother to treasure. He gave her those for her to remember and to honour her mother.
Besides the ones from her parents there are also those that were gifts from friends and lovers. John's ring being the one with the most painful memories attached to it, even though she had been the one to break their engagement he had never asked her ring back, so she had kept it. A painful reminder of what she could have had, a husband, a family. However, when he changed that hadn't been possible anymore she knew that. She had tried to help him but had had to admit she couldn't. The ring reminded her of what she had lost.
Two other precious pieces she had gotten from James and Tesla. They gave her once a pair of earrings and a matching necklace. They had given her jewellery before but this time they had them made for her. That they had put so much effort to make them special for her, they had designed them together instead of their normal rivalry to each have a better present than the other had.
The most important part of her collection existed of two necklaces and bracelets she had been given as a present from Ashley. One was the birthday present Ashley bought her for her 150th birthday, it was possible to open the hanger which showed a picture inside of Ashley. The other was the one Ashley made for mother's day when she was in primary school. It was hideous. With all the bright coloured beads in all kinds of sizes, pasta and feathers it looked more like it belonged in a modern art museum then something anyone sane would wear. She however loved it, Ashley had been so happy to give it to her, she had worn it all day even though it looked ridiculous. That hadn't bothered her though, she and Ashley had had a great day that Sunday. One she would always remember.
